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Friday, December 02, 2005

Singapore tv programmes are starting to bore me. Cartoons these days getting ridiculous. So basically tv programmes these days are not only boring, but also ridiculous. Boy, I do hope everything will like brighten up. Holidays are ruining my life. I even have to wait for someone to request to play badminton with me today.

Mark called me in the afternoon to play badminton. Technically it wasnt in the afternoon, more to evening. I asked me he call Jeremy to come to but Jeremy had tuition. It's the holidays for crying out loud! Throw those books of yours aside man. Oh anyway, mark and I went around the estate like some beggers (technically) asking some neighbours if they were free to join us in badminoton. But it turned out that everyone was either out of the country, not at home or just cannot be bothered to come out. A few options came to us we had to look for Leslie if no one was playing. But to me, asking Leslie is almost ending my life. I rather not risk it. But Mark sugggested to go and find Daryl (some old neighbour of mine, ex-sacian too). I remember the last time I spend time with her was last year's christmas? So we caught up abit just now. I cant believe time kinda past so fast. We spend like one and half hour talking about almost anything, everything. But we laughed alot, sad to say we didnt cry. Yeah we talked past the time the street lights went on. So it was about 7.30 when we finished talking.

When I walked home with Mark, it was so dark. Darker than what 7.30pm was suppose to look like.

24th December, sherman's home christmas party. Wonder how it would be.

Mr De's last few moments of being a bachelor. Wonder how he is spending it. Mr de's getting married tomorrow. Its just said to say that I cant go.

8:49 PM